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I’ll Be Here

I'll be here in the shadows of the beautiful ones already born Crowded by these fair, pretty faces Blinded by these glimmers and glisters You'll never find...

Mama Has Been Bad

Hush little baby, don't you cry! Mama has been bad, very inconsiderate I pushed you into this cold world Did so without looking back Prepared you a chamber...

Lost To Self

I am a shell of what I once was. I am an image crafted in the likeness of emptiness. I am a picture of penury. I am...

Yes, I’m Mad

Yes, I'm mad You treated me like a maid And used me as if I'm Aba made Forgetting my young age With my pen I rage For you already...

Woe Unto Thee

Most unscrambled dust in a casket weren't ready to kick the bucket. Before laid seen as unscrambled dust, After laid, a scrambled dust. Oh death can we taste...

Street Psalm

The Lord is my shepherd Even when I sleep on the street I shall not want Even when I hardly see crumbs to eat He makes me to...

Dining With The Devil

I mused on how we all have lost our minds, How we now wine and dine with our devil. How gullible we could be to his...

Day Dream

Early in this morning I'm mourning This is now me every morning Writing is now becoming like honey Even though I need money Abayomi, I still can't do...

Close-Call

She dodged a bullet Fighting against history Battling her instincts Dabbling on Faith Freelancing with fate Her dearest heart Faced its greatest foe —Humiliation It dangled from the roof Of her beautiful home Held...

Pearls And Stones

When I drowned in wealth Lived lavish Lavished life They were there; they were all there "Family and friends," as I called them Parasites, with me as the host Nibbling...

Lust

I was the cure for your lust, as your taste buds longed to lick off the sugar coating on my body. My sanctuary was home...

South Of My Heart

South of my heart is a wasteland All foggy and stinky The stench of decay! The decay of dead feelings A combination of terror and devastation The tempests, the...

Maybe

Maybe I’m not as strong as I look. Maybe I don’t have a cast iron heart. Maybe I’m human, Maybe I haven’t transformed into that Robot yet. Maybe...

She

She sits cross-legged in a jaunty angle Lips blown out in a taunting pose Beautiful and sleek, she's the winter primrose Waiting to lock your soul in...

Aftermath of the Ask Out

She was very pleasant, a velvety goose in her chambers. She treated the cold that came, with kisses and hugs of flame. He was a standard for date, a...

Broken Children

Roaming the streets are the homeless children, destitute and desolate Abandoned, denounced and left to die or face their fate Sometimes they are from broken homes...

The Girl Child

I'm a girl child and as such I'm seen as inferior In my society, they tell my younger sibling that he's superior because he's a...

Voices

I hear the voices in my head Echoing and reverberating Full of flaws yet flawless They tell my heart to race at the sight of the opposite...
Dead Doctor—ZenPens

Dead Doctor

Nma—ZenPens

Nma

Indifferences

Indifferences

Pleasure & Pain—ZenPens

Pleasure & Pain

The Wedding Guest—ZenPens

The Wedding Guest

Betrayed—ZenPens

Betrayed

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